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Click hereGive me the cure
The only antidote
To save me from myself
'Cause the alcohol won't
Slipping farther away
From everything real
Trying to escape emotions
That I don't want to feel
I walked all alone
On a very tight rope
Pretending to balance
'Til I could no longer cope
Hands stained with blood
Though my mind not yet gone
Struggling to maintain
I'm still hanging on
Is that a light?
Is is calling for me?
Is it guiding me home
Where my soul will be free?
My mind drifts away
Unnoticed my tears
Still the days go by
Quickly turning to years
Complex, like an aged fine red wine. Filled with great emotion; you can't help but feel connected in some way. This writer is fast becoming one of my favorites.